I am the person who made people uncomfortable. I am the thing that happened in this high school, in this small town. Smiles are wiped from the faces of those who liked you well enough when you didn’t cause trouble, but like you a lot less once you open your mouth and say something they don’t like. The kind of thing we’re forced to notice it energizes us, interrupting the comfort of our everyday monotony it separates us, inevitably pitting some of us against others, and that’s when the ugliness comes seeping out of every previously unnoticed hole. Then there are the rarer times when something too eventful to ignore happens. But that moment of accidental discomfort is usually fleeting, it can be glossed over and forgotten so you can go on to have another peaceful day alongside people you don’t actually like, and another, and another after that.

Most days, you might experience at worst a tightening smile, a twinge of annoyance when someone nudges your comfort zone, challenges you just enough to wake you up and make you notice. Not everybody actually likes everyone else, but most days, that doesn’t matter.

Groups of people in their own separate tribes, forced together arbitrarily, made to coexist in order to achieve optimal pleasantness. If you are a reader with certain triggers or sensitivities common to the dark romance genre, please heed the author’s note at the beginning of this book.High schools and small towns have a lot in common. It is categorized as DARK ROMANCE for a reason. Now, since I’m the girl no one likes or believes, I guess I’m the perfect target for his dark games and twisted desires.Īfter surviving my first encounter with his casual depravity, all I really want is for Carter to leave me alone. Beneath his carefully constructed façade lurks a monster, a predator looking for the perfect prey to play with.

Never imagined his coveted attention would turn out to be such a nightmare. I never dreamed I would attract the attention of locally worshipped star quarterback, Carter Mahoney. I didn’t care if it was an unpopular thing to do I stood up for myself… and in doing so, opened Pandora’s Box. See, I got a player suspended from the football team for harassing me, and in my small Texas town, you don’t mess with the football players-even if they mess with you first. Senior year was off to a rough start: lube in my locker, panties on my front porch, unimaginative name-calling.

Untouchable by sam mariano read online